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[That Year I Worked in Insurance] (The End) Author: Once a Romantic 

Author: Once a Romantic
Word Count: 3414


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Speaking of insurance, many men's minds are filled with fantasies. Coincidentally, I actually worked in insurance, and
something really happened during that time.

In fact, insurance is a very suitable profession for having affairs, as you can meet all sorts of people at work
, and you can legitimately meet different people alone under the guise of work,
thus creating various opportunities for adultery.

That year, I was a newly hired insurance agent. Freshly brainwashed, I was ambitious and eager
to achieve something. Besides referrals from acquaintances, another source of clients in insurance is through cold calling, or
approaching people.

I was young and fresh out of university, and because I was good-looking and gave off an honest impression, I was very
attractive women. Moreover, I always believed that it was easier to get things done with the opposite sex, so my targets were always women I found attractive
(I think deep down, I also had many other ulterior motives).

One noon, at a popular meeting place in China—McDonald's—I was looking for someone I could approach.

She sat alone in the corner by the window, flipping through her notebook. I sized her up: a dark
suit, her hair piled on top of her head, she looked a few years older than me, and her features somewhat resembled Gong Li, though she didn't have Gong Li
's big eyes. Her smile reminded you of Ning Jing.

Her breasts weren't apparent at the time; she later told me she was a C-cup, but I thought if they were
large enough, even a D-cup would be too small.

While I was observing her, she noticed me, so I simply walked over to her and asked
if I could sit down. She readily agreed.

I routinely took out my business card and introduced myself, while she just smiled and looked at me.
I found her very charming. She had the air of a mature woman, yet she occasionally made playful little gestures.

After chatting, I learned that I had met a colleague, another insurance agent, just from a different company.

Besides selling products, another source of income for insurance agents is recruiting. In other words, you need to find a few newcomers
to join the industry and mentor them like an apprentice. For every policy they sell, you receive a small
commission, which is the main source of income in the later stages of insurance sales.

Knowing she was in the same industry, I was determined to recruit her, but what happened next was something
I hadn't anticipated. She, also new to the industry, had the same feelings for me, so after our breakup, we
kept texting each other. That's how we gradually became acquainted.

Her name was Ying, a common female name. What was different was her very
special surname, one that many people might not be able to pronounce.

Through our conversations, I learned she was married and had just started working in insurance. Because we were on the same starting line
, there wasn't much of a psychological distance between us. I called her "sister" all the time, while she always dismissively called me "
kid."

A week passed uneventfully like this. One day, I felt I should meet her, under the guise of exchanging recent learning
experiences and sharing resources.

So we arranged to meet at a Starbucks. Because we were somewhat familiar with each other, we chatted about
our experiences joked about other things. And it was through these jokes that things took the direction I had hoped for.

I forget how we ended up talking about stamina. I think it was because she laughed at me for being young, and I said something like, "
Young people have stamina."

Anyway, we spent the morning in the coffee shop, and as it got more crowded and noisy, we wanted to go
somewhere else .

Then she suggested that her sister's house was nearby, and we could go there where there wouldn't be so many people bothering us.

She said her sister wasn't in the city recently, so she was carrying her sister's keys because she needed to water the plants
occasionally . At that point, sensing something was about to happen, I readily agreed.

Actually, I'm a bit of a timid person, mainly afraid of misinterpreting things and offending someone, and I
care what others think.

When we arrived at her sister's house, we sat down very formally, as host and guest. After chatting for a while, I felt it
wasn't quite enough to end it like that, so I moved to her sofa and sat next to her.

Then she took my hand and pinched it, finger by finger. I could feel that both of our
hands were sweaty. But I still tried to remain calm and chatted with her.

I guessed she felt I wasn't being proactive enough, because she suddenly said, "I'm really nervous."

I asked knowingly, "Nervous about what?"

At the same time, for the first time since entering the house, I looked at her with my own eyes, and her face slowly flushed with desire
.

"What do you think?"

At that moment, I realized that the usually dignified and smiling woman's eyes could speak volumes when she was being wanton, full of flirtatiousness and provocation.

Seeing those eyes, I couldn't pretend anymore, and like a hungry tiger, I pounced on her and pushed her onto the sofa. I kissed
her earlobe and her lips.

And she, as if she hadn't been with a man in a long time, started moaning loudly and unrestrainedly. It was as if she wanted the whole world
to hear her moans.

There was a little incident while she was moaning: we suddenly heard our neighbor coming out and
walking , so we realized that the soundproofing here wasn't very good, and we became more restrained. But I think that neighbor
had already heard everything clearly.

Stimulated by this, I pushed aside her bra, and only then did I realize how large her breasts were. Her
pink nipples were barely larger than a man's. Because they were so small, they easily
slipped out of her mouth, which was a bit of a shame.

I kissed her as I peeled off her clothes piece by piece, and she peeled off mine
, until we were standing face to face, both wearing only our underwear.

Looking into my eyes, she smiled mischievously, her gaze drifting to my crotch before returning. At that moment,
I thought she was incredibly horny. Then she knelt down, pulled down my underwear, and immediately
took my penis into her mouth.

I felt my penis enter a warm place, and
something circled around it; she had a very agile tongue. She was simply a
stunner in bed.

She sometimes licked me, sometimes vigorously moved her head back and forth.

I couldn't stand up anymore, and I felt my little brother was about to give up too. It would be such a shame to give up like this
.

"I'll suck it out for you," she said, licking me.

How could I be satisfied with that? So I said, "I want to fuck you."

She pulled me into the bedroom and laid me naked on the bed.

I couldn't wait to straddle her, spread her legs, and thrust into her. She
was still screaming wildly. After a few thrusts, she naturally put one leg between mine.

Later she said this was her most comfortable position because at home, her mother-in-law would often push the door open without warning, and she
had been caught in the act before. This position allowed the two of them to lie side by side, like they were sleeping.

I don't know if she hadn't been fucked by her husband in a long time, but she orgasmed in less than two minutes. Then she
asked me, "How are you???"

I felt insulted and said in shock, "I haven't even started yet, what do you mean 'how are you'? Your
husband didn't just ejaculate like that, did he?!"

"You're really good at lasting, haha!"

Every time I fuck a woman for the first time, maybe because of the novelty, I get very excited, and I do
last a long time before I ejaculate. At the time, she said she was in her safe period, so I just ejaculated inside her.

Afterwards, after she went to the bathroom to wash up, I was still not satisfied, so I crawled between her legs.

"It's my turn to lick you."

I don't mind giving women oral sex, and sometimes I even enjoy it because I like looking at women's buttocks and
their genitals exposed in front of me. Therefore, I specifically studied how to lick a woman to make her
feel good and also give me a sense of conquest.

Obviously, she didn't expect me to lick her, because her husband had never licked her.

Just like that, she let me kiss her genitals. She screamed wildly again, and
I used all my tricks. I pushed her to the top in one go.

Many years later, when I met her again, she said this was the place she missed me most. She didn't know that
every detail of our lovemaking was something I deeply cherished.

After her climax, seeing my erect penis, she began to reciprocate. She pushed me down onto the bed and
began to use her nimble tongue to explore my penis. She knew exactly what a man's erogenous zones were, and
her long tongue could wrap around my penis, making me marvel once again at how beautiful she was. At this moment, I
couldn't control myself and started moaning.

"Was it good?" she suddenly asked, looking at me affectionately.

I nodded.

"There's something even better!" she said, lowering her head again.

This time, she took my penis into her mouth and suddenly rotated the head repeatedly, while simultaneously letting me
go in and out . I wondered if this was the legendary "dragon drill," feeling incredibly stimulated,
and I ejaculated all over her mouth at once.

Afterwards, she rinsed her mouth and came back to ask me, "Are you still okay? Do you want to try anal sex?"

That was my only experience with anal sex. I had never tried anal sex before, nor had I ever imagined it would. Since someone was willing to let
me have anal sex, I was naturally eager.

While I was waiting to recover, she told me she didn't like anal sex because it didn't feel anything, but she
knew men liked it, so she reluctantly let her husband penetrate her from behind. The first time, there was a lot of bleeding,
but it stopped afterward. She enjoyed having sex with me, so she wanted me to enjoy her too.

Once I was recovered, she applied some liquid from her genitals to her anus. Then she let me penetrate her little by little
. Finally, I poured all my semen into her third hole.

The feeling of anal sex is wonderful. I could only feel the sphincter muscles around the anus tightly gripping my
penis; there weren't many other sensations.

Compared to that, what I liked most was a woman's vagina and mouth. The vagina provides a tight, all-around envelopment, while the mouth,
with its flexible tongue, can focus on stimulating sensitive spots.

It was almost dusk when I left her sister's house; I think I must have been deathly pale.

We continued this lewd activity several times, and later we found that we needed each other more and more. She
had a family I had a girlfriend, so we rationally broke off contact.

To this day, I still miss her in bed, I miss her alluring charm, and the happiness she brought me that I had never
experienced .

[The End]

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